Fic: Little things - Chapter 40 of 62 - Black

[bradspyjamas]

Title: Little things
Author: bradspyjamas
Beta: ​The incomparable kizzia 
Rating: PG13 - mpreg with mentions of sex but nothing graphic (although Chapter 24 is pushing the boundries!)
Status: WIP - all chapters written but later ones being edited.
Tags: Johnlock, Post-Reichenbach, Mpreg, Omegaverse (my own version), angst, fluff, established relationship.
Disclaimer: Sherlock belongs to ACD, the BBC, Moffat and Gatiss - no copyright infringement intended.
Summary: John held himself together after Sherlock jumped but the emotional strain was enormous and Sherlock didn't fare much better. When Sherlock finally returned they were both just so glad to reaffirm their bond they didn't really think about the future, or if they did they simply assumed their lives would carry on as they always had. 

Needless to say they soon discover that their prolonged separation has had a very specific effect on John; the results of which mean nothing will ever be the same again. Told entirely in 221B’s this story charts all the little things Sherlock and John experience as their lives change forever.  

The B’s so far are Blood, Breathe, Bag, Beta, Bucket, Brother, Brilliant, Bet, Best, Bother, Bang, Bleak, Beginning, Baby, Born, Biscuit, Beneath, Bump, Basement, Beetroot, Blimp, Blur, Benedict, Beg, Break, Butterfly, Boy, Brooding, Bemused, Blue, Broken, Bourbon, Before, Breeches, Bedroom, Bewildered, Bassinet, Bee, Bach & Black.

Author's Note: This isn't standard Omegaverse because, as I'm not comfortable writing dub/non-con scenes, I decided to create
my own version. If you want to know more about it, I've done an explanatory post here.

Chapter 40 - Black

'Wherizee, whez my brotherererer?'

John freezes in the doorway, arms wrapping instinctively round his bump. Not that he can cover much of it any more but that isn’t the point.

'Joooohn!' Harry is at the foot of the stairs, Mrs Hudson close behind, 'I've come!'

'I can see that,' John wants to slam the door in her face but he can't leave her out there. Not in that state. She's liable to lash out if she doesn't get what she wants and Mrs Hudson is right in the line of fire.

'Sherlock!' he shouts, hoping his voice will carry down to 221C, 'my sister's here!'

At the mention of Sherlock's name Harry's face twists and she starts up the stairs.

'Whatcha call him for? Dint come for 'im. Came for you.'

'I don't want you here,' he says firmly as she keeps going, practically dragging herself up on the banisters, 'I want you to leave.'

'You don' mean it!'  She's almost at the top.

'I do. Go away, Harry.'

'No!' she snarls and launches herself up the last step, hands outstretched and he scrambles to get out of the way. Only his balance is off and he staggers, foot catching the door frame and that’s enough.

He’s falling backwards.

Helpless.

Then there’s a burst of pain and his world goes black.

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Comments

[sabrinaphynn.livejournal.com]

My heart is in my throat. Update soon?
Please!
An update that makes everything all better?

(Big puppy eyes? )

[bradspyjamas.livejournal.com]

Another one will be posted tomorrow *crosses heart and hopes to die*
so you don't need to panic.
And I have noted the puppy eyes - which I am practically powerless to resist I might add!

[sabrinaphynn.livejournal.com]

Ok, I shall just saunter off to grab my towel and not panic.
If you need me, I will be guzzling ale, scarfing down peanuts, and hanging out
Aying down in front of the bulldozer in front of my house. ;D

Yeah, I am a complete fool for puppy dog eyes too. (though, with my two winsome boys, one of whom likes to beg, I have had to practice resisting.)

See you tomorrow!

[bradspyjamas.livejournal.com]

*grins and wanders off to finish editing tomorrow's chapter*